Ein Vögelein
Arcades.
Stop Singing! (PiP)
jura
visiteur du soir
Leaf in fence
OMBRES COMPLICES
fugitives
You don't need a weatherman to know which way the…
arctic
Morgenstund hat Gold im Mund - A bon gain qui se l…
Breezy Day
cielo scenografico
Tavira, senhor da bengala..
sunset at the Mekong river
Durchblick am Bodensee
Le repos du pêcheur
Burg Kriebstein im Gegenlicht
Bauerngarten in den Bergen - HFF
Vue sur la plaine du Rhin (en Z svp)
Silver
wanderlust
Rose 41/50 : looking for the heart of saturday nig…
Greenish Silver-washed Fritillary II
Hamburg - U4 - HafenCity
Cabo Espichel III
couleurs du soir,
Absperrungsumgehung
Ayamonte, Barriada Canela, cuerdas y nudos.
Another Nice Day !!
Wolkendrama, Hofgarten
L'orthétrum bleuissant (Orthetrum coerulescens)
Turret Arch
An Tagen wie diesen, ... !
H F F - Happy Fence Friday (2016 August 05)
Setúbal, street decoration IV - fish
Hidrangea - ortensia
A fence's dream
Baseball sunset
Sommerblumen
#25 - bicycle. shadow on a wall
Passerelle Eiffel .
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22:41:59 .
una sera a VENEZIA
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" 100 % MIROIR - Mirror - Spiegel - Espejo - Specchio "
" 100 % MIROIR - Mirror - Spiegel - Espejo - Specchio "
" 100% Cours d'eau ... Wasserlauf ... Watercourse...I corsi d'acqua ... "
" 100% Cours d'eau ... Wasserlauf ... Watercourse...I corsi d'acqua ... "
MERS, rivers, lakes, ponds, streams, fountains, water, ice...
MERS, rivers, lakes, ponds, streams, fountains, water, ice...
Illusions d'optique ou d'un autre type / Optical illusions and more....
Illusions d'optique ou d'un autre type / Optical illusions and more....
PHOTOS MUSIQUE ET POESIE- pictures with music and (or) poetry- PHOTOS MUSIK UND POESIE- FOTO MUSICA E POESIA-FOTOS MÚSICA Y POESÍA
PHOTOS MUSIQUE ET POESIE- pictures with music and (or) poetry- PHOTOS MUSIK UND POESIE- FOTO MUSICA E POESIA-FOTOS MÚSICA Y POESÍA
MAEZIOÙ / ARVESTVA /PAYSAGE /PANORAMA in mémoriam à Mahuphidos
MAEZIOÙ / ARVESTVA /PAYSAGE /PANORAMA in mémoriam à Mahuphidos
I LOVE IT ! ★ J'AIME CELA ! ★ DAS LIEBE ICH ! ★ MI PIACE MOLTO !
I LOVE IT ! ★ J'AIME CELA ! ★ DAS LIEBE ICH ! ★ MI PIACE MOLTO !
BEAUTY OF SILENCE
En grand pour vous perdre dans ces reflets.....
I ASK FOR THE SILENCE
Now they can leave me in peace.
Now they grow used to my absence.
I am going to close my eyes.
I want only five things,
five chosen roots.
One is an endless love.
Two is to see the autumn.
I cannot exist without leaves
flying and falling to the earth.
The third is the solemn winter,
the rain I loved, the caress
of fire in the rough cold.
Fourth, the summer,
plump as a watermelon.
And fifthly, your eyes,
Matilde, my dear love,
I won’t sleep without your eyes,
I won’t exist without your gaze,
I adjust the spring
for you to follow me with your eyes.
That, friends, is all I want.
Next to nothing, close to everything.
Now they can go if they wish.
I have lived so much that some day
they will have to forget me forcibly,
rubbing me off the blackboard.
My heart was inexhaustible.
But because I ask for silence,
don’t think I’m going to die.
The opposite is true;
it happens I am going to live.
To be, and to go on being.
I will not be, however, if inside me,
the crop does not keep sprouting,
the shoots first, breaking through the earth
to reach the light;
but the mothering earth is dark,
and, deep inside me, I am dark.
I am a well in the water of which
the night leaves behind stars
and goes on alone across fields.
It’s a question of having lived so much
that I want to live a bit more.
I never felt my voice so clear,
never have been so rich in kisses.
Now, as always, it is early.
The light is a swarm of bees.
Let me alone with the day.
I ask leave to be born.
PABLO NERUDA
I ASK FOR THE SILENCE
Now they can leave me in peace.
Now they grow used to my absence.
I am going to close my eyes.
I want only five things,
five chosen roots.
One is an endless love.
Two is to see the autumn.
I cannot exist without leaves
flying and falling to the earth.
The third is the solemn winter,
the rain I loved, the caress
of fire in the rough cold.
Fourth, the summer,
plump as a watermelon.
And fifthly, your eyes,
Matilde, my dear love,
I won’t sleep without your eyes,
I won’t exist without your gaze,
I adjust the spring
for you to follow me with your eyes.
That, friends, is all I want.
Next to nothing, close to everything.
Now they can go if they wish.
I have lived so much that some day
they will have to forget me forcibly,
rubbing me off the blackboard.
My heart was inexhaustible.
But because I ask for silence,
don’t think I’m going to die.
The opposite is true;
it happens I am going to live.
To be, and to go on being.
I will not be, however, if inside me,
the crop does not keep sprouting,
the shoots first, breaking through the earth
to reach the light;
but the mothering earth is dark,
and, deep inside me, I am dark.
I am a well in the water of which
the night leaves behind stars
and goes on alone across fields.
It’s a question of having lived so much
that I want to live a bit more.
I never felt my voice so clear,
never have been so rich in kisses.
Now, as always, it is early.
The light is a swarm of bees.
Let me alone with the day.
I ask leave to be born.
PABLO NERUDA
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Bisous et bon samedi Fabienne
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Congrats on Explore.
bonne semaine aussi à toi et merci de ta visite..
bisous
On se détend juste à regarder ce coin de tranquillité ...
C'est très beau, Fabienne.
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